Some fellow native Brits of mine, all northerners too, might be of help. I'll stitch together a medley of some of their famous song titles to tell the tale for me.
Here we go:
When I think of my candidate of choice, Senator Bernie Sanders, I think of Yesterday and My Guitar Gently Weeps about loss of his wished for Revolution. He advised his supporters and Clinton's to Come Together - but Clinton gave us a Ticket to Ride - doesn't like us, thinks she doesn't need us.
Choosing between Her Majesty and one who makes as much sense as I Am the Walrus makes for A Hard Day's Night.
It has been a Long and Winding Road to reach this point, though it's just another Day In The Life of wily politicians and media drones.
I've got through it, With a Little Help From My Friends.